It was just experimental touches at first. Hands roaming wherever they could, touching and feeling. Baekho felt Minhyun's back while Minhyun felt the outline of his sides, both eager and needy. But Minhyun stopped and Baekho looked at him with questioning eyes.

"If we go any further, we won't be able to stop," Minhyun whispered. Baekho bit his lower lip and slowly moved his hands to Minhyun's sides as well. 

"And what if I don't want to stop?" he asked sheepishly. Minhyun raised his brows. 

"Well..." 

"We are going to be 18 next year. What's one year less?" 

"That's not the point, Baekho," Minhyun sighed, guessing that Baekho thought he wanted to stop due to their age. 

"Then what is it?" 

"What if... We get hooked onto it? It'll be a distraction to our studies and not to mention, I doubt either of us have done a full body checkup before. It's not safe." 

Baekho pouted and rolled Minhyun off him. Minhyun laid beside Baekho who was now sulking. The shorter male sat up and crossed his arms. 

"Are you really going to sulk because of this?" Minhyun asked and Baekho stuck his tongue out at him. 

"So as long as we get our bodies checked and I study really hard, we can do it, right?" Baekho asked just to be sure. Minhyun shrugged. 

"Well..."

"College shouldn't even count! We would already be old enough to do whatever we want," Baekho huffed. Minhyun pursed his lips. "Or do you just not want me?" 

"Woah, Woah. That's not true." Minhyun sat up and held his arm. 

"But you ban me from kissing and now you don't even want to touch."

"I do. I really do want to touch you but I just don't want to go too fast and lose control of myself. I thought you wanted to take this slow too." 

"I do but how can I when you're obviously so eye catching everyday?" Baekho whined and covered his face with a pillow. Minhyun blinked and chuckled, hugging Baekho from behind and leaning his head on his shoulder. 

"It's really hard for me too. You have a solid body and I can't help but feel jealous of your classmates. They get to see you everyday and also have P. E with you." 

"Not like I join them," Baekho mumbled since he usually sat out from physical education so his classmates wouldn't have to feel awkward with his presence. Minhyun wasn't sure how to make Baekho feel better so he could only come up with an alternative. 

"What about this.... Let's go do some sports together?" 

"Like what? And won't that be a distraction to our studies too?" 

"Like... Badminton or maybe table tennis... You're right but at least we will be exercising too so it won't be as..." Minhyun wasn't sure what the right words to use right now. At one point, he just wanted to throw all his logic out the window and have his way with Baekho too but he knew he shouldn't. His hands were already itching to touch more after the little taste earlier and from their positions right now, Minhyun could barely keep them steady. "I give up..." 

"What?" Baekho was confused when Minhyun blurted that out. Before he could turn around to see and ask what Minhyun meant, he felt hands groping his chest and giving them squeezes. "Min!" 

"I'm sorry. I've been dying to do this ever since... Since I first saw you drenched in the rain." 

"How long was that ago?" Baekho squeaked while gasping softly as Minhyun tightened his grip. He felt weird. His body trying to curl up to escape from the slender fingers but Minhyun had him trapped in a back hug. "They're not s!" 

"I know but they're so firm and so... Nice to touch. That was probably last year? When you ran to school and got caught in the rain." 

"Last year?! Min, stop. You're making me feel weird." He tossed his pillow aside and grabbed Minhyun's hands, trying to get him to stop but Minhyun slid his fingers across his s and Baekho shuddered, sending jolts down his spine in a way he had never experienced before. His body felt like jelly the more Minhyun fondled his chest. He ended up leaning back against the tall male, gasping softly with fluttering eyelids. His face was tucked against Minhyun's neck. He could hear every little noise that escaped Baekho's lips along with his bated breath that tingled against his neck. Minhyun gulped as he watched Baekho's reaction to his touches. How was he going to keep himself in control after this? He stopped abruptly and Baekho whined from the loss of contact as Minhyun pulled his hands back. Baekho frowned and turned over, slamming his hands against the bed as he kissed Minhyun. Minhyun tried t